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The Sword of the Nine Hells returned to Su Yi’s soul.
The strange and terrifying calamitous aura blanketing the surrounding three thousand miles disappeared in a puff of smoke.
An endless, dazzling rain of light burst forth like a waterfall, surging into Su Yi’s tall, upright figure.
Great flurries of snow fluttered down to earth once more, like fragments of jade ornamenting the boulders, ancient pines, and cliffs.
Su Yi strolled through the snow, disregarding the earth-shaking transformation occurring within him. He just wanted to return to that relaxed state and enjoy the night and snow.
Alas, after his Immortal Tribulation’s disruption, he couldn’t quite achieve that state of calm, clear-headed tranquility.
Su Yi shook his head and started walking back. When the mood struck him, a nighttime stroll through the snow was joyous indeed. When the mood left him, there was no pleasure in it, and a stroll was meaningless.
It all depended on his whims.
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Within the dilapidated Daoist temple, the bonfire gradually went out.
Fang Han was crouched by the fireside. When he saw Su Yi return, he hurriedly asked, “Senior, what just happened outside? Why was it so terrify...
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